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He was a cavalry sergeant, a gray-beard, and, with my first movement, was tugging at a weapon. "Hold on there, my buck!" he said gruffly. "None o' that, now. By God! it's a Yank. Bill, come here." The guard at the front door ran down the hall toward us, his gun thrown forward.
But Stutely shook his head silently, for he said to himself, "Maybe there be those here who know my voice." Then the constable said again, "Whither goest thou, holy friar, upon this hot summer's day?" "I go a pilgrim to Canterbury Town," answered Will Stutely, speaking gruffly, so that none might know his voice.
D'ye get me? I apologize. Will you shake hands?" Gruffly, Billy said, "It's all right forget it, sport;" and sullenly he shook hands and with a slow, massive movement thrust the other back toward his own table. Saxon was glowing. Here was a man, a protector, something to lean against, of whom even the Butchertown toughs were afraid as soon as his name was mentioned.
"I'd have been happier if I had learned that in time." "Say, nix on dis blarney, youse!" interrupted the Monk, who was trying to wriggle out of the arm hold of Burke and Maguire. "I ain't gonter stand fer dis pinch wen I ain't done nawthin." A police sergeant, who had heard the whistle as he made his rounds, now came up. "What's the row?" he gruffly exclaimed. Burke explained.
He then straightened back in his seat, and, with the air of one who has meekly borne some imposition, or breach of privilege, till it can be borne no longer, turned gruffly to his opponent, and said: "Well, sir, having dragged every thing into this case except what legitimately belongs to it, I want to know if you are through, now?
There came a clatter on the stairs which broke the reverie which held him, and he stepped forward to the door, peering out into the hall to see the cause of the unusual noise. An officer approached, and, tightly gripped by her right arm, he held M'riar. "Say," said he gruffly. "You Mr. Krootzer? Wot? Yes?
He pointed to Maraton and sat down. Peter Dale removed his pipe from his mouth. "It's just as well, David Ross, for you to remember," he said gruffly, "that you're here on sufferance. Seems to me there's a bit of the dog in the manger about your whining.
The girl shrank into her corner, gazing apprehensively at the other listener. "Well er he isn't up yet," they heard Glenister stammer; "better come around later." "Nonsense; it's time he was dressed." The master's voice was gruffly good-natured. "Hello, Dextry! Hey! Open up for inspection." He rattled the door. There was nothing to be done.
Nothing. What do we know of the human heart? Nothing nothing!" The Seigneur was astounded. The Cure's meaning was plain. "What do you mean?" he asked, almost gruffly. "She Rosalie has changed changed." In his heart he dwelt sorrowfully upon the fact that she had not been to confession to him for many, many months. "Since her father's death since her illness?"
It was wood now on either side, the high pines, breathing their fragrance out into the darkness, and, like ghosts amongst them, the silver stems of birch-trees. Mr. Treffry said gruffly: "You won't give her up? Her happiness means a lot to me." "To you!" said Harz: "to him! And I am nothing! Do you think I don't care for her happiness? Is it a crime for me to love her?" "Almost, Mr.